Concerning Expectations, a drabble I posted earlier today…
Oh my gosh. I want this to be a full story not just a one shot. Any plans? It’s so wonderfully written.
Well my dear, how about if I continue it with these 5 sentence drabbles?
If you missed it:
Pt. 2 Dreams
He stares at her with an expression into which she instantly dissolves, his gaze moving from her face back to his tattoo, the awestruck wonder in his eyes striking deep places.
“It was me?” His question that cuts through calloused layers, exposing new skin and a youthful heart, and she shivers, feeling naked before him even though she remains fully clothed.
“Yes,” her response, her eyes as full as her heart, her soul brimming over until she trembles with the force of feeling freshly scrubbed. Then he kisses her again, and she trembles for other reasons as barriers are discarded and all is laid bare between them, secrets revealed, mysteries tasted and savored with near reverence. She is his as she has been no others, holding nothing back as fear is discarded and hope is embraced.
Then she awakens as she does every morning, alone save the living reminder growing daily within her, rounding her form, softening her edges. She is his, as well, this baby never expected, this daughter crafted in firelight, this child he will never know.
(Several months of wooing have passed and Mary is in need of making a decision.)
Originally, this had been a request of a continuation of the passionate kiss, and specifically, the removal of clothes. But there is something about Seasons Mary & Charles that want to remain very true to canon, and try as I might (honestly, 3 different scenarios I tried) it wasn’t ringing true. Until a few months ago as I was turning S5 possibilities over in my head, and oh, I just knew what path we were going to be led done (or so I think!). And then Mary started talking, taking me through her thoughts and it all made such perfect sense. Painful and emotional, but still, what she thinks is her path to happiness.
As usual, massive hugs to the usual suspects of Lala-Kate and Cls2011 for the flailing and love and “Shit!!!” responses as I worried over this turn of events that worried me for so long. Standard disclaimers apply: Downton Abbey and its characters are not mine, I’m only playing with them to pass the time during hiatus because I am so addicted to their wonderfulness.
Also on ff.net HERE: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/10270211/2/Season-s-End
“You’ve made it at last!”
Her face and smile brightening the dim foyer is not what he expects. He shrugs out of his coat, damp from the night’s chill and rain, and she reaches out to take it. He hesitates, brow furrowing. “Is Carson ill? Or are you making economies you haven’t told me about?”
She chuckles and tugs the coat from his grasp before offering her hand for his gloves and hat.
“You just missed him. I told him I was staying up and not to worry.”
Brows arch at this, watching her deftly hang his belongings.
“I remember what happened last time you sent him off to bed at a late hour.”
She tosses him a glance over her shoulder, the sparkle of her amusement shining through the shadows. “Behave now.” The slight flush of color to her cheeks makes him smile in return.
Violet had shrugged off Isobel as they spent their afternoon walking and enjoying the rare but glorious sun. Her curious eyebrows has raised in question, wondering who this exotic woman who kept watching them was. “It’s obvious she is an American? Perhaps a distant cousin of Cora?” Once again her cane stumbled along the jagged rocks in the ground and she ignored Isobel.
She knew who the woman was but what she didn’t know or understand is how she was there. They had met the night before and shared tea, the thought now amused her enough to laugh. Tea with the Evil queen or so her name was, passed through from fairy tales the summer she spent in Germany when she was a young girl. It had took showing her magic for the woman to believe it and even now she wasn’t sure if it was true or just her age setting in.
Yes she knew who she was, but finding out why she was at Downton was still a mystery and one she wasn’t sure if she needed to know or not. x
How on earth did I miss this?? These are AMAZING, keep ‘em coming!